Date: Wed, 29 Sep 1999 15:09:35 PDT
From: fur lvr
Subject: the co-worker
The Co-Worker
by fur_lvr
Tom got up from his desk in an attempt to stretch out his weary body. He
glanced at his watch and saw that it was past midnight...again. How many
days in a row had this been going on? Too many for Tom to remember
offhand. He felt like he hadn't seen his wife for weeks, which was the
case. Caffeine was what Tom needed right now.
He strolled down the hallway to the office kitchen when he heard someone
call his name. Tom quickly turned around to see that he wasn't the only
one burning the midnight oil. The other analyst on his project, Dave, was
heading towards the kitchen, too.
`Hey, buddy! What are you still doing here?' said Tom.
`Probably the same thing you are, Tom. Is it just me or have you forgotten
what your house looks like?'
`No shit, Dave. I don't even think I'd recognize my wife even if she
walked in here and bit me on the ass. Does your wife get as cranky as mine
when you have to pull these allnighters?'
`Well, I'm not married so I don't have to worry about that. Although I'm
sure my dog misses me.' Dave said with a chuckle.
Tom couldn't believe that a great looking guy like Dave didn't have a
wife...or at least a girlfriend. He quickly gave Dave the once over as
inconspicuously as possible. Dave was probably about 30 and stood 6'2"
tall. Tom had seen him at the company gym so he knew that Dave worked out
regularly, which showed in his muscular physique. Dave had dark brown hair
and these kind of eerie light blue eyes...the contrast was quite dazzling.
And as much as he hated to admit it to himself, Tom had given Dave a couple
of lingering glances in the shower, but who could blame him. Dave had a
perfect amount of fuzzy brown chest hair covering his well-developed pecs
with a thin treasure trail heading down over his rippled abs to his pubes.
The rest of the `package' was an unknown to Tom as every time he had run
into Dave in the locker room; Dave had been in his jock strap. Tom did
know that Dave had a nice set of furry buns that were always nice framed by
the straps of his tight jock.
Tom was brought back to reality by a sudden stiffness and tingling in his
crotch. He felt his face turn bright red as he turned away from Dave and
headed for the coffee maker. He had hoped that Dave hadn't noticed
anything.
`Can I pour you a cup o' joe?' Tom said, `It's only lukewarm, but it's good
for what ails you.'
`I'll take anything at this point. Even that sludge they try to pass off
as coffee.'
Tom had always felt comfortable around Dave. Heck, he had even had him
over one night for dinner. Dave and Tom's wife had hit if off like old
school buddies. He had meant to invite Dave over again, but never got
around to it.
The two co-workers sat at a rickety table in the corner of the break room
and chatted about their current project. It had been a lot of hard work,
but would end up paying off handsomely for both of them. Word around the
office was they both Dave and Tom were going to be promoted at the
completion of this project.
`God, this coffee is awful!' said Dave; `I would even serve this stuff to
my dog.'
`Speaking of your dog, how is ol' Bosley? I haven't seen him since the
last company picnic.'
`I'm sure he'd be much happier if I were around the house a little more.'
`Yeah, these late hours really suck, don't they.'
`About as much as this coffee does.'
Tom and Dave both chuckled and continue to shoot the breeze about all the
usual office gossip. These late nights were taking their toll on both guys
as their eyes began to droop and the yawning became uncontrollable.
`Look,' said Dave, `I don't think we're going to get anything else done
here tonight and I'm starving. I live right around the corner...so how
about we head to my place and I'll fix us some grub...and some real
coffee.'
`Sounds like a plan to me' said Tom, `Lead the way.'
`Don't you need to call your wife?'
`Oh no, I usually stay in a hotel when I work late like this, so she's not
even expecting me home tonight.'
`Great, then let's get outta here!'
Tom headed back to his office to gather up his brief case and zipped down
the stairs to meet Dave in the lobby. Once outside in the fresh air, both
of the men immediately perked up and each began to feel gnawing pangs of
hunger.
`I didn't realize how hungry I was' said Tom, `I don't think I've had a
bite to eat since lunch.'
`I have a ton of leftover sandwiches and salads from a party I just threw,
so I hope you're as hungry as you say.' replied Dave.
Dave peeled out of the parking lot and they arrived at his apartment
minutes later. Once inside the front door, Dave took Tom's jacket and hung
it on the coat rack. Dave made a beeline for the refrigerator and tossed
Tom an ice cold beer. Tom had already cracked open his bottle before Dave
had removed the sandwiches from the fridge. The frosty beer cascading down
Tom's throat felt heavenly as he downed half the bottle in one gulp. A
reverberating belch burst forth from Tom's mouth and he immediately started
laughing uncontrollably.
`Damn, I must be a little slap happy from all these long hours, but this is
damn good beer!' said Tom.
`There's plenty more where that came from, so drink up.' responded Dave.
For the next hour or so, Tom and Dave wolfed down sandwiches and chugged
down cold beers while standing in Dave's kitchen chatting about everything
from work to sports to women. Both of the men were feeling the dizzying
buzz from the alcohol, but after weeks of 18 hours days it was a welcome
feeling.
The most intoxicated Tom became the more he found himself unable to draw
his eyes away from the wispy brown hairs that were peeking over the top of
Dave's unbuttoned collared shirt. There was that stirring in his pants
again. His cock was tingling and beginning to stiffen slightly.
`What'cha lookin' at, Tom?' said Dave.
`Huh...what?' Tom was shaken out of his trance.
`What'cha lookin' at, big guy?' Dave repeated with a widening grin on his
face.
`Oh, umm...I think I'm just tired. You know, just kinda staring into
space.' Tom felt his face turning a deep shade of red.
`Then why are you blushing, Tom?'
`Probably just the beer going to my head, that's all.'
All of a sudden Tom couldn't bear to look Dave in the face. He could only
manage to shove his hands in his pockets and look at the floor in front of
him.
`Jeez, Tom, I didn't mean to embarrass you. I'm sorry. I just thought
that...'
`Thought what, Dave?'
`Well, I mean...oh, jeez...I've seen you look at me before.'
Tom felt his face burning up inside. Small beads of sweat broke out on his
forehead.
`I...I...uh...well, I think you're an attractive man, Dave.' Tom managed to
say.
`And?' said Dave.
`Umm...and I'm a married man.'
`And?' repeated Dave.
`And I'm a married guy who's found himself awfully attracted to the best
looking man I've ever seen in my life.'
`Now that wasn't too hard to say, now was it?' Dave said with a huge
smile. `I have a confession to make, Tom. I knew you were married, but I
still lured you over here this evening hoping that something might happen.'
`Something like what?'
Those words were still hanging in the air when Dave walked across the
kitchen to Tom and embraced his co-worker in a big bear hug. He could feel
Tom shaking nervously and began to whisper soothing words into Tom's ear.
`It's okay, Tom. It's okay. I'm here for you. Just take a big deep
breath and relax. I've always thought you were the best looking guy at
work and have dreamed on this night for a long time.'
And Dave was right to think that Tom was good looking. That was a well
known fact around the office. Not nearly as tall as Dave, Tom stood 5'10'
with a much stockier build, probably weighing in at 180 lbs. of solid
muscle. His blond hair was kept short and was beginning to gray on the
sides even though he was only 31. A nicely trimmed goatee gave him a
boyish quality that drove both men and women nuts.
Dave took a step back from Tom and looked him straight in the eye.
`Look, I don't want you to do anything you feel uncomfortable doing. I
just want you to know that I'm here for you...whatever you want to do.'
Tom didn't even bother answering. He got up on his toes and planting his
lips on Dave's moist soft mouth and engaged him in a strong, deep,
passionate kiss. There tongues battled inside their mouths as Tom's hands
slid down Dave's back and firmly grabbed his firm butt. After what seemed
like an eternity Tom broke away from Dave and said, `Does that give you a
clue as to what I want to do?'
Dave grinned and began to unbutton Tom's dress shirt. His nimble fingers
quickly worked their way down the shirt exposing Tom's muscular barrel
chest and the thick mat of blonde hair that covered it. Dave let his hands
explore the forest of hair on Tom's chest, every once in a while tweaking
his erect pink nipples. Tom's belt was the next to go as Dave threw it to
the side and hastily unbuttoned Tom's pants. Once the zipper was down,
Tom's pants crumpled to the floor leaving his standing in only his boxer
shorts. From the center of the opening in the boxer shorts, Tom's 7" uncut
cock was sticking straight out. One clear drop of precum glistened on the
head of his dick.
Dave began to get down on his knees, when Tom stopped him. `My turn now',
he said.
Tom practically ripped Dave's shirt right off his back. His hands trembled
as they roamed over Dave's tan, muscular chest. He was surprised by how
soft Dave's skin was...it made him want to taste it. He slowly brought his
mouth to Dave's nipple and swirled his tongue around the erect points.
Dave's skin was immediately covered with goose bumps.
`Oh, man, you taste so good', said Tom.
He reached down and undid Dave's belt and pants and let them slip to the
ground. Dave was clad in a tight pair of boxer briefs, which were barely
containing his rock hard boner. Tom peeled the underwear off of Dave and
his cock sprung up and hit him on the stomach. Dave's hard cock was a
magnificent sight to behold. Not too big, not too small, but perfectly
shaped. Tom estimated that it was about 6" long but close to 6" around
with a large hairy ball sac hanging beneath. Dave, too, had a drop of
clear precum oozing out of the head of his dick.
`Looks like we have quite a matching pair, don't you think.' said Dave with
a broad smile on his face, `Why don't we take this into the bedroom.'
`Okay, lead the way.'
Tom followed Dave into his bedroom where Dave playfully pushed him down on
the bed and leapt upon him. Once again they were engaged in a deep kiss
while their rock hard cocks rubbed against each other. Dave slowly started
to lick his way down Tom's body making stops at his neck, then his chest,
then his nipples and his navel.
Dave paused before continuing. `Are you enjoying this, Tom?'
`I don't think my cock would be this hard if I weren't. Besides, I never
leak precum like this when I'm with my wife.'
`Well, just lie back and relax, Tom, because I'm gonna knock your fuckin'
socks right off'
Dave plunged the entire length of Tom's pole down his throat, which caused
Tom to arch his back up off the bed and yell out in ecstasy. Dave withdrew
Tom's cock until just the swollen head and foreskin was in his mouth and
let his tongue play with the sensitive underside of the shaft. Tom had
basically been reduced to a shivering, panting wreck and Dave did things to
his cock that he had never imagined.
Dave removed Tom's cock from his mouth and began stroking it as he
concentrated on licking Tom right under his ball sac. Tom's large balls
were lying across Dave's nose as he licked that small sensitive section
between Tom's balls and his tight puckered hole. Tom's increased moaning
and groaning was a sign that he wasn't going to be able to hold out much
longer. And Dave knew just the way to finish him off.
Dave spat a wad of spit onto his hand and resumed stroking his buddy's
throbbing meat pole with it. Again his tongue searched for that perfect
spot under Tom's balls. But this time he didn't stop there. His hot, wet
tongue began to quickly dart in and out of Tom's virgin asshole as he
quickened the stroking of Tom's cock. That pushed Tom right over the edge
and into orgasmic bliss.
`Oh, shit...I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna cum...oh, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!' Tom
bellowed.
Dave brought his head up from between Tom's legs just in time to see huge
volleys of white hot jism fly threw the air and land on Tom's hairy chest.
Tom continued to thrash around uncontrollably as Dave expertly milked every
last drop of man juice from Tom's cock.
Finally Tom let out a huge breath and looked up at Dave. `I'm speechless.
That was the most fuckin' amazing thing I've ever experienced.'
Dave gave Tom's cock one last squeeze, which caused Tom to shudder one last
time. `And just think...the night has just begun.'
to be continued???
Please let me know what you think of the story and maybe some things you'd
like to see happen between Tom and Dave.
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fur_lvr@hotmail.com
thanks!